This beauty got his first name from a favourite fella of mine, Jon-Erik Hexum and the character Phineas Bogg that he played to perfection on
Voyagers. His last name is in honour of another wonderful human, Father Damien, since I got Phineas yesterday, the 126th anniversary of Father Damien's death. Poor sweet Roark had 186,000 miles on him and was slowly growing weaker. I wanted to get in my car and feel confident, not anxiety-ridden about if I would arrive to my destination in one piece. I had a wonderful nine years with my cute lil'
Ice Blue Mini Cooper, but turning to a reliable Toyota Corolla Hatchback felt like the right decision. Cute and zippy car in my forties and now, dark and sleek in my fifties. Here's to loads of road trips and good times in my new ride!
POST SCRIPT: I did not enjoy what appears to be an infestation of spiders in the side mirrors. Before I knew of their stowing away on Finn I left the doors open to put stuff from Roark in (bags for shopping and Lucy's car seat) and THREE got in the car and later there were FIVE outside! I nearly crashed Phineas when one of the fuckers ran across the windshield.
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